They Will Regret It in the Future!

An Xiran hadn't fully recovered from the shock of realizing that his little sister was a martial arts expert.

Then he saw Nan Yan take the hammer from him and slam it onto Bai Haoxuan's right hand.

"Ahhh!"

A piercing and miserable scream erupted from Bai Haoxuan. The intense pain snapped him back to consciousness.

"My hand! My hand!"

He stared at his somewhat deformed hand, continuously screaming.

"Shhh..." Nan Yan tapped the floor with the hammer, her tone icy as she said, "Don't make a scene."

"If you make another sound, I'll crush every bone in your hand."

Bai Haoxuan could feel that Nan Yan wasn't joking. The excruciating pain in his right hand made it clear that she meant business.

"You..." Bai Haoxuan's pain contorted his features, and fear gripped his heart. "What do you want to do..."

"I didn't really want to do much," Nan Yan replied indifferently. "I just wanted to remind you that you owe me one billion."